And after a year of horrible treatment, rape, and humiliation, I decided I would sneak away in the night. The night I escaped, I took a blade to his f...ce when he caught me, tearing through the side of his face and blinding him in his right eye. I stole $2,000 from his chest and took his car and drove towards Mexico, a safe haven for women lucky enough to get away. But now I was caught, my efforts just made into a joke as I am hauled out of my latest hold in England. Because of the international. We allcompared hands and a man directly across from me lostand decided to strip. Off came his light cotton shirtas everyone watched. Hmmm, nice chest, as I stillremembered his pecs from around the pool that day.After some more hands, more drinking and more smoking,a couple of shirts and tops came off and I wasbeginning to feel nervous about losing. You admitted tome that you were getting horny watching all this ‘ nokidding ‘ what guy wouldn’t? We played some more and wewatched. It was all so confusing. Peter didn't really understand - couldn't. He saw everything in terms of duty. Duty, the curse of his generation! Duty had led them to hang on the barbed wire, to burn in a fiery comet-tail across the skies of France or to drown in the icy waters of the oceans. She was a harsh mistress, this duty. Where did love and the comfort of family come into it all? Nowhere, that's where! So she kept her counsel and endured in silence, weeping soundlessly in her bed after Peter. She makes no attempt to control my thrusting. I slam into her at a frantic pace, as she screams in delight, she is stretched to the limit. The inevitable happened as she thrust back against me in uncontrollable extacy. My knot slipped between her pussy lips, we were now knotted. From a frantic fuck it is now just the two of us pushing against each other. Marina is crying, tears running down her face. Marina suddenly screams " OMG...He's cumming...He's cumming," dropping her head down on the.